Chapter 8 Parents
"Thank you, uncle." Mo Jianian and Mo Jiayue thanked the security guard who helped keep the cart.
Dalong smiled and opened the drawer to grab a handful of candy for them.
Who knew that at this time a voice came from the intercom and the faces of several security guards changed at the same time.
Mo Fei heard it clearly. It was Xiao Chen's voice. An owner was walking his dog, but the dog suddenly went crazy and threw the owner to the ground. The owner was bitten to a bloody mess, and ran towards the property management company, screaming and crawling. Xiao Chen and a big sister were the only ones in the property management company's office. The dog bit everyone it saw, and was now locked up in the property management company's office by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Xiao Chen.
The children obviously heard it, their faces turned paler, and they all held Mo Fei's hands. Mo Fei whispered to comfort them.
The security guard rushed over.
Mo Fei put all the things he bought on the cart, and then took the children to Area D. Area D was still seven or eight hundred meters away from the property office, so there would be no danger for the time being.
The cart can be locked downstairs, but things have to be carried upstairs one by one.
After confirming that he had pushed the car into the surveillance blind spot, Mo Fei stopped and called out to the two kids who were about to move things.
"Mom has something to tell you." Mo Fei straightened his expression, "A lot of bad things have happened recently. You should have seen it when you watched TV."
Mo Jiayue only watched cartoons on TV and never watched the news. She looked at her brother blankly. Mo Jianian opened his mouth. He did watch the news, especially the half-hour national news broadcast and local news every night. Recently, more and more clips of disasters in various places have been broadcast, and the number of casualties has risen sharply.
Especially those strange huge cracks in the ground, which appeared in almost every city across the country.
The expert team has not yet figured out the reason, and cannot even detect the exact depth of the crack.
When Mo Jianian was in school, he discussed with his classmates whether there would be any strange things coming out from under the cracks in the ground. Children's imagination is undoubtedly the most abundant.
"Mom, what do you want to say?" Mo Jianian looked at her seriously.
Mo Fei said bluntly that she felt the signal of natural disasters was getting stronger and stronger, and the two children must know something: "I have superpowers, or what we call superpowers."
Under the gaze of two pairs of eyes, Mo Fei placed his hand directly on the cart in front of him.
In the blink of an eye, the cart disappeared from their sight.
"!!!" The two children opened their mouths involuntarily.
The children's thoughts were simple. They didn't feel weird at first, but admired her. Mom is so amazing!
Mo Fei waved his hand again, and the cart that was originally stored in the space reappeared on the ground. Mo Fei whispered: "This is my mother's ability."
"Is it magic?" Mo Jiayue asked with admiration.
Mo Jianian also looked excited and excited, his eyes staring straight at Mo Fei's hand.
"Almost. No matter how heavy the items are, I can hide them and carry them with me, and then take them out when I need them." Mo Fei used a concise statement, "Danger is coming, so I can get this special ability. Maybe this is the only way for our family of three to survive. So mom will buy a lot of food, clothes and daily necessities and hide them recently. You must remember, no matter who you are, you can't tell them. If others find out, they will not only take our things away, but they may also take me away."
"No." The two children covered their mouths, feeling that they shared a big secret with Mo Fei.
Mo Jianian felt relieved. Although he didn't say it, he still felt a bit suspicious about Mo Fei's sudden disappearance and reappearance in the kitchen that night. Now it seems that his mother has super powers. His mother is still his mother!
"Let's go." Since Mo Fei had laid his cards on the two of them, he used the space unscrupulously and simply waved his hand to put everything into the space.
The family of three went upstairs easily.
Because they followed Mo Fei to the stalls and supermarkets at night, the children were a little tired and went to bed immediately after taking a bath.
Mo Fei stared at the many pieces of furniture in the house and had a new idea.
Half an hour later, Mo Fei put all the furniture and appliances except for Jia Nian Jia Yue's room into the space. The most space-consuming items were the bed in her master bedroom, the sofa in the living room, the big TV, and the dining table. She originally wanted to move the bathtub in the master bathroom into the space, but the bathtub was welded shut and could not be put in, so Mo Fei gave up.
But there was enough other stuff to fill up the space.
Mo Fei returned to his empty room, and the voice he had heard before rang in his ears again:
[It has been detected that the space upgrade conditions have been met, and the upgrade will start now. The upgrade time is expected to be 10 minutes]
Previously, it took 1 minute to upgrade from level 1 to level 2, but now it takes 10 minutes to upgrade from level 2 to level 3? She noticed that during the space upgrade, she could not enter the space, nor could she access anything from the space. Fortunately, 10 minutes was not a long time, and Mo Fei could still wait.
10 minutes passed quickly and the original 200 cubic meters of space had been upgraded.
The voice continued:
Space level: Level 3.
Storage space: 2000 cubic meters.
Basic functions: permanent freshness and heat preservation. Automatic classification by item type, with several storage racks.
New features added: Soil and Water sources.
"Go in." Mo Fei muttered to himself the moment he heard the upgrade result.
The level 3 space appeared before her.
In the 2,000 cubic meter space, countless shelves towered into the sky. A winding path appeared on the ground, and at the end of the path, a shallow stream appeared.
Mo Fei squatted beside the stream. The stream was shimmering with a faint blue light, clear to the bottom, with no source and no end.
She stretched out her hand and felt the cold touch, but not piercing. Mo Fei's intuition told him that the stream water was not poisonous, but contained magical energy. Mo Fei couldn't help but lower his head and scoop up a handful of water and put it into his mouth.
As expected, the taste was sweet and refreshing, just like mountain spring water. Mo Fei couldn't help but drink a few more sips, and couldn't stop until he felt full. It seemed like he had never felt so happy in his life.
If this water source is inexhaustible, she will have solved the water source problem after the natural disaster. There is no need to stockpile mineral water in large quantities, but a water purification device is still needed. After all, she cannot guarantee that the stream in this space will not suddenly dry up one day.
After the space upgrade, the satisfied Mo Fei put all the original furniture and appliances back to their original places in the house, and then lay down on the bed to sleep!
Mo Fei slept very comfortably. When she woke up the next morning, she felt refreshed. Even when she opened the curtains to let the sunlight in, she felt that the scorching sunlight was warm and comfortable.
Mo Fei's mind moved. Could it be that this stream water has the effect of sun protection and heat insulation?
For breakfast, she made potato pancakes for the children, and Mo Fei made soy milk using a soy milk machine. She also added some stream water from the space.
She ate casually, just a piece of whole wheat bread and a cup of instant coffee.
"Hello, is this Teacher Liu? I'm the mother of Jia Nian and Jia Yue. The two children seem to have the flu recently, and I want to ask them for a week's leave."
Mo Fei asked for leave for his two children over the phone.
However, I unexpectedly learned that the parents of several classmates in the class had called to ask for leave.
It's either a fever, a cold or a sore throat.
Mo Fei became alert.
The warning said that the evolution period of natural disasters was coming, and the living conditions would become very harsh. The recent frequent disasters and the mysterious cracks in the ground were signs. But perhaps this sign also included the sudden outbreak of some diseases.
Mo Fei thought about it and directly extended the vacation for the two children to half a month, which was also the longest period that the class teacher could approve.
Fortunately, the learning content in the third grade is not very tight, and Mo Fei promised to supervise his children to do homework and listen to online classes at home. After hesitating for a moment, Teacher Liu readily agreed.
After telling the children about asking for leave, Mo Fei went out with his things.
The meeting time I arranged with my mother on WeChat is nine o'clock this morning, and the location is the Lotus Park near my parents' home.
As soon as he entered the Lotus Park, Mo Fei saw a woman in her fifties or sixties sitting in a pavilion not far away.
The woman's eyes fell on the lotus pond and she checked the time on her mobile phone from time to time.
Mo Fei felt his heartbeat quicken, but he still walked over.
"Mom." It felt awkward when this word came out of Mo Fei's mouth.
She had never called anyone that before.
Unexpectedly, when the woman turned around, tears immediately fell from her old face that looked somewhat similar to Mo Fei.
"Fei Fei." Mo Fei's mother Song Yi hugged her daughter and called out. After a few seconds of silence, she just couldn't stop crying.
Mo Fei was infected by this emotion and his eyes turned red.
She used the original owner's body and hugged the original owner's mother whom she had not seen for eight years. She could actually sense a blood connection between them, which made Mo Fei feel very sad.
Song Yi usually only dared to send messages on WeChat occasionally, and she was afraid that her husband would find out if she even made a phone call.
But Song Yi didn't know that the mother and daughter were separated forever.
The body in front of you already contains a soul from another world.
Mo Fei patted Song Yi's back, handed her a tissue, and then imitated the original owner's tone: "Mom, don't cry. You look best when you smile."
You look best when you smile. This was what the original owner used to say to his mother most often.
Song Yi barely stopped crying, looked Mo Fei up and down, and reached out to touch Mo Fei's face: "Fei Fei, you have suffered so much. How come you are so thin? Look at your hair, how much you have lost."
In her memory, her daughter had long, thick, shiny black hair that fell on her shoulders, looking very beautiful.
But now Mo Fei has shoulder-length hair, which looks sparse and dry.
Mo Fei smiled bitterly and did not deny it.
From ancient times to the present, being a single mother has always been the greatest and most difficult profession.
They take on the role of parents alone, having to work and take care of children, so it is inevitable that they age faster than their peers.
"Mom, let's not talk about this anymore. Look, I brought you a gift. I heard from the shopping guide that this silk quilt is comfortable to sleep on and helps you sleep." Mo Fei was afraid that Song Yi would get more and more sad, so he quickly changed the subject.
Mo Fei had already torn off the price tag of the silk quilt, but he heard Song Yi say, "You are raising two children by yourself now, why are you still spending money to buy me such an expensive thing? If you really want to do good for your mother, take good care of yourself. You love your children, and I love my children."
Mo Fei was moved by what he heard. He said, "Hmm," and then said, "Mom, I've already bought it. There's no need to waste more."
Apart from anything else, even if the original owner spent every penny carefully, after her job became stable, she would give Song Yi red envelopes every Mother's Day, her mother's birthday and Chinese New Year.
However, Song Yi refused to accept any of them and always asked others to send things to Mo Fei's house.
The gifts he gave were not expensive, but they were the most important things for the family, such as rice, flour, oil, supermarket shopping cards, and sometimes even clothes and school bags for the children.
"If your father had been so angry back then, you would have said a few soft words to him. Now..." Song Yi was sad again as she spoke. She was caught between her husband and daughter, which was the saddest and most difficult thing for her.
I didn’t think it was a big deal before, but now that I’m retired, other relatives, colleagues and friends all have children and grandchildren and are full of laughter.
But when she returned home, she and Mo Zhicheng were the only ones staring at each other.
How deserted and desolate.
"Yes. If I hadn't been so stubborn back then, if I hadn't been so afraid of Dad all these years, if I hadn't been so concerned about face, and if I hadn't kept going to visit him, maybe Dad would have forgiven me." Mo Fei said.
These were not words she thought of herself, but words the original owner had thought of countless times in her heart.
She spoke for the original owner.
Back then, for the sake of so-called true love, the original owner saved all her living expenses as a "marriage fund", and then she stopped going to school and didn't care about her parents. She was determined to have a child and be with her "true love".
But the fact is that as the child grew older, "True Love" took all her money, blocked all her contact information and her whereabouts were unknown.
Name, education, occupation, family... everything was made up to lie to her.
It was as if he had never existed in the world, and Mo Fei had no idea where to find him.
But she didn't give up, thinking that after she gave birth to the child and the man she loved became a father, he would change his mind and come back to her.
But after so many years, the original owner finally realized how wrong he was.
But it's too late to regret.
Because of the strict father's and kind mother's education since childhood, the original owner did not dare to bring her child home to admit her mistake to her father. She would rather suffer alone outside.
Song Yi was extremely surprised. She never thought that one day she would hear such words from her daughter.
She stopped being sad and took her daughter's hand and said, "Fei Fei, your dad went fishing this morning. Can you and mom go home?"
Mo Fei didn't expect Song Yi to say that and was not prepared at all.
"You gave me such a big silk quilt, but I'm too old to carry it," Song Yi said again.
In fact, everyone knows that the silk quilt is soft and light, so how could Song Yi not be able to lift it.
"Is Dad really not at home?" Mo Fei hesitated for a moment.
"He's really not here. Come on, come on. What do you want to eat? Mom will make it for you. There are spare ribs and pig's trotters in the refrigerator at home. You used to love the spicy spare ribs I made the most." Song Yi wiped the sweat from her head and happily held her daughter's hand.
Mo Fei didn't think much about it. He picked up the silk quilt and tea and followed Song Yi towards the community.
Today is Monday, a working day. Young people are busy running around and there are hardly any people in the community.
Mo Fei followed Song Yi all the way, his hands full of things, and he was very hot.
Only after walking into the corridor from the scorching sun did I feel a hint of coolness.
She saw that Song Yi was also sweating profusely, and the silk short-sleeved shirt she was wearing was almost soaked with sweat.
Who can believe this is the weather in May?
The home that Mo Fei had not returned to for eight years has now become an old residential area with all kinds of small advertisements posted in the corridors.
The door of the unit downstairs had been broken for a long time and no one came to repair it. Not only was there no elevator, the lights in the corridor had been broken for a long time. There was some garbage piled up, and there were spider webs when I looked up.
When they reached the door to the third floor, Song Yi quickly opened the door and walked in: "There is some ice watermelon at home, I'll get it for you."
Mo Fei followed behind, closed the door, and put the things in his hands on the dining table at the entrance.
This home has hardly changed from what the original owner remembered, except that it has become a little older due to the passage of time.
On the wall at the entrance there are even all the award certificates that the original owner had received from elementary school to high school, covering the entire wall.
It can be seen that many of them were re-pasted and fixed after falling off, and the edges and corners of each piece are smoothed out extremely smoothly.
Mo Fei was deeply shocked by this wall. Because in the original owner's memory, on the day when he quarreled with his father, all the awards on this wall were torn off in anger. How long did it take to glue them back together?
"Fei Fei, Mommy will make you another watermelon juice." Song Yi shouted in the kitchen, her tone indescribably happy.
After Mo Fei responded, he heard footsteps coming from the master bedroom.
She turned her head and saw an elderly man about sixty years old looking at her at the bedroom door.
Murphy paused.
This person is Mo Fei's father, Mo Zhicheng.
He looked much older than he was eight years ago. His hair was only slightly gray eight years ago, but now it was completely white.
When Mo Zhicheng saw his daughter whom he hadn't seen for eight years, he didn't get angry as Mo Fei had imagined, but his expression was very cold.
Mo Fei stood there in silence. Facing her enthusiastic mother, as a fake daughter, she might have something to say, but facing this angry old father, Mo Fei didn't know what to do.
Should I pour him a glass of water? Mo Fei thought.
Mo Zhicheng sat silently on the sofa in the living room, and suddenly pressed the air conditioner remote control.
The sound of the air conditioner was heard and a cool breeze blew out slowly.
Seeing that Mo Fei didn't respond, Song Yi came out with watermelon cut into small pieces and some squeezed watermelon juice in her hands.
Naturally, she also saw her husband in the living room.
"Why are you back..." Song Yi stuffed the watermelon juice into Mo Fei's hand and smiled awkwardly.
Then he put the cut watermelon on the coffee table in the living room.
"Dad." Mo Fei shouted after a while.
In her world, she had never called dad and mom, but she didn't expect to call them both today.
Mo Zhicheng hummed, pulled a newspaper in front of him, as if he didn't want to see Mo Fei.
Mo Fei received the look from Song Yi, which meant that since Mo Zhicheng didn't drive Mo Fei away immediately, there was hope.
Mo Fei had lived in an orphanage since he was a child and was used to observing people's words and expressions, so how could he not understand what Song Yi meant.
Now seems to be the best time for the original owner to ease the relationship with his parents.
She took the tea she bought for Mo Zhicheng, sat two steps away from him, and said to herself, "Dad, this is the tea I bought for you. I'm not very good at buying tea, so I don't know if it suits your taste. I know I was wrong back then. I was only 20 years old at that time, and my mind was full of immature ideas. I actually made you so sad for an outsider. I'm not saying this to make you sympathize with me, pity me, or ask for anything from you. After I became a mother, I realized how sad you were. Now that you are old and in poor health, I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just want me to come and see you occasionally and be filial to you."
After saying this, Mo Fei picked up the watermelon juice and drank it all.
Seeing that Mo Zhicheng was still reading the newspaper, she said, "I'm going back today and will come to see you another day."
Song Yi was so moved by her daughter's words that she wanted to cry again. When she saw her daughter walking towards the door, she wanted to stop her.
But the husband just sat on the sofa, motionless and silent, showing no intention of trying to keep her.
In the end, Song Yi walked Mo Fei all the way to the gate of the community.
"Fei Fei, don't look at your father's attitude. In fact, he misses you very much. You know, you are our only child, and your father loves you and cares about you more than I do." Song Yi explained.
Mo Fei nodded: "I know, Mom. You see, today is a good start. At least Dad didn't scold me or tell me to get out. I'll come to see you in two days and bring you some delicious food."
Song Yi was overjoyed: "Okay, then call me when you come. I'll stew the ribs in advance."
Mo Fei did not warn them like he did others about the coming of natural disasters. Judging from Mo Zhicheng's current physical condition, if the old couple faced the natural disaster alone, they would not live for long. Mo Fei had already made up his mind to continue to ease the relationship and take them over to live together.
All she needs to do now is play the role of a good and filial daughter.
When Song Yi returned home, she happened to see Mo Zhicheng looking at the tea box.
She was so angry that she slammed the door.
"What are you doing?" Mo Zhicheng was startled.
"I want to ask you what you wanted to do. You secretly used my phone to send a WeChat message to my daughter to make an appointment. You also asked me to act out such a drama to lure my daughter home. My daughter came back and brought gifts and apologized, but you had a stern face and didn't say a word. What on earth are you thinking?" Song Yi said angrily.
Mo Zhicheng put the tea leaves into a locked cabinet and said, "Humph. How can I forgive her so quickly? Besides, it's only natural for her to buy things for you and me."
In the locked cabinet were also the gifts that Mo Fei had given him before.
There were greeting cards for a few bucks, toys from a boutique, a pen, a men's wallet and a razor.
"Yes, yes, you are the only one who wants to save face. No one else wants it." Song Yi sneered, "My daughter said she would come to see me again in a couple of days and bring me delicious food. For me, not for you."
"Why are you like this?" Mo Zhicheng was so angry that he almost died.
"I don't want to bother with you."
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